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‘Annie’s Always Waiting (For The Next One To Leave)’ by Matt NathansonI’ve been a fan of Matts for 10+ years. It’s time he’s my jam! @mattnathanson cc: @bananza, aka, Annie.

‘Annie’s Always Waiting (For The Next One To Leave)’ by Matt Nathanson
I’ve been a fan of Matts for 10+ years. It’s time he’s my jam! @mattnathanson cc: @bananza, aka, Annie.

‘Goshen ‘97’ by Strand of OaksNew song and sound by Strand of Oaks deserves a listen. It’s my new jam. Maybe it’ll be yours too! @strandofoaks

‘Goshen ‘97’ by Strand of Oaks
New song and sound by Strand of Oaks deserves a listen. It’s my new jam. Maybe it’ll be yours too! @strandofoaks

Day 7.

My throat burns. My eyes feel like a teaspoon of Aluminum Silicate have been placed under each eyelid. Digestively, I’m a mess—man wasn’t designed to wash down pizza with hot tea. My liver ponders its purpose. (Why am I here? What is my duty? I’m unloved. I’m ugly.) My head, it strives for creativity, yet falls short. It cannot disengage from the myriad of pressing work tasks at hand. Coffee, sitting idly by, wonders, “Where is my dear nighttime friend? What have you done to him?! Will I ever see him again? I’m lonely. I am so, so lonely…”

Man, I sure hope I can finally get a beer in Dubai.

Of course. A camel. #camel #SA

Of course. A camel. #camel #SA

Pollo or Pasta? A Scare at 36,000’.

"Pollo or pasta?" Flight DL980’s attendant (Bogota to Atlanta) asked.

Pasta, por favor. Gracias.

No sooner had Marc Anthony (the attendant—he was a dead-ringer for Latin American sining star Marc Anthony) handed me my foil-wrapped plate of warm pasta, he jumped back and dove across the lap of a man sitting in the aisle seat one row forward. A young woman, a girl, was jumping about in her seat. Her mother, in my row, was sitting to my left. The girl was frantically trying to get her mom’s attention.

She was choking.

Marc Anthony wrapped his arms around her and dragged her across the lap and tray of the man sitting along the aisle. Once in the aisle, the both of them faced the rear of the plane. Marc Anthony behind her and with his arms gripped tightly around her abdomen.

The Heimlich.

It began. One sharp pull upwards. A second. A third followed.

I was in shock taking in so much in only a moment’s time. I looked into the girl’s eyes.

Pure fear.

The upward pulls continued. I lost track of time or how many maneuvers occurred, but I was not enjoying my front row seat observing the asphyxiation of a young woman.

"C’mon, Marc Anthony! Dislodge it already!!" I urged in my mind.

Then, finally, a plop of partially chewed white poultry landed in the aisle—just an inch from my left foot.

The girl gasped and drew in large breaths of compressed cabin air.

Then tears.

Tears of relief. Tears of fear. Tears of gratefulness. I’m not sure what kind of tears they were, but I felt them too. And I also gulped air—I wasn’t breathing as long as the incident occurred.

I had sat there, still. Watching. Like a statue. Not breathing.

The girl and her mother were then whisked to the front of the plane where the attendants administered additional care. Ten minutes passed. The girl and her mother, with their still tear-streaked faces, returned to their seats.

Another minute or two passed and the attendant returned to his normal duties. He returned to my row and said, “Pardon me. Now where was I?”

All I could reply was, “Well done, Marc Anthony. Well done.”

(Except I didn’t say Marc Anthony, but I sure was thinking it!)

Delta, please find a way to acknowledge the quick and precise life-saving technique of Douglas. I didn’t catch his last name, but if you’ve read this far, you know who he looks like. ;)

I’m the blue dot. #mexico #mkcpv #holyshit #nofilter #mexicocity

I’m the blue dot. #mexico #mkcpv #holyshit #nofilter #mexicocity

¡Hola! whales. A mama and two baby humpbacks swam right up to our boat to say hello. They were very nice. #mkcpv  (at Pacific Ocean)

¡Hola! whales. A mama and two baby humpbacks swam right up to our boat to say hello. They were very nice. #mkcpv (at Pacific Ocean)

He followed me home. Can we keep him?! #mkcpv

He followed me home. Can we keep him?! #mkcpv

Five degrees in Green Bay. BREAK OUT THE SHORTS!! #Winter #Packers #Wisconsin  (at Goatsville South)

Five degrees in Green Bay. BREAK OUT THE SHORTS!! #Winter #Packers #Wisconsin (at Goatsville South)

reddit-aww:

The Milwaukee Brewers adopted a stray dog who wandered into their spring training facilities and named him Hank. Today he took part in his first Sausage Race. http://ift.tt/1kvjRQt srslycute

Hank!

reddit-aww:

The Milwaukee Brewers adopted a stray dog who wandered into their spring training facilities and named him Hank. Today he took part in his first Sausage Race. http://ift.tt/1kvjRQt srslycute

Hank!

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